Thin or thick

Fat or flat

Curved or straight

Fair or dark

Girls, love your body

The way you’ve been given

Respect gift of love by the parents

Self love and Care

Is all what it requires to grow

Girls, beam with happiness

And the success will be yours

In the world of light and colors

Don’t give a chance to the darkness

Deny the definition

Of beauty by others

Create own standards, take a leap

And look around

All will bow down at your feet

Word of the day – Healing

What is visible can be cured can be treated but what is hidden inside us, buried deep inside our mind and heart and is hurting can not be understood by all but some.

Thus, the healing of such things which are abstract and can be felt but not seen require heartfelt prayers and emotional touches to heal.

Every person is unique and requires different techniques to heal their mental peace and emotions. But prayers are something special and when sent from a heart to another, work miracles. I don’t say that it will cure you but it surely will strengthen you and motivate you to come victorious out of the darkness.

Here I am sharing a picture I found on net which gave me immense peace in time of anxiety and along with I pray, for all those who read or see this post of mine, to have peace and calm in their hearts.

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Imagine you are present there, lying down on that soft green grass, surrounded by the lush green trees. The breeze is cool and slow filled with the scent of wild flowers.

I pray to the vast universe that surrounds us, to mother nature. With my open arms I request you to embrace us. To show us the serene views, to let us feel the gentle love of mother nature and let us absorb the nothingness and quiet surrounding to let our throbbing brains clamdown and anxious minds relax. Let us, oh mother nature, breathe in the purity and realise that nothing is out of reach, we just have to ask for with whole heart and true belief that our prayers are heard and answered by the universe and that miracles do happen.

And believe me it does work. May some other words for you, but it does. I am thankful to word of the day challenge to give me this opportunity to share my prayer with all.


The image above is from Lhairton Kelvin Costa at Pexels.

He lay still like a stone, with palms open and the ancient key lying in it. The question is, did he find the lock or the curse found him first? Seeing him for the first time hinted that he might be not so lucky that his death found him at the crucial moment of the discovery. The ancient lock is said to be hiding a large precious treasure of the then warrior clan, in a hidden temple of Durian, the lost city. He used to say that only a true Durian can find and unlock the temple’s treasure. He found the rusty key somewhere unexpected, thus believed he was true descendant of the long lost clan and would unearth the treasure for the benefit of his other brothers and sisters. The shocking fact is, that he was not one of them but only the bearer of the key. Which he was supposed to deliver to the rightful person. All this was written clearly in the old manuscript he clenched in his another hand which lay across his chest. May be he realised it too late. But now the question is, who is the rightful owner or does the person actually exist. The common knowledge says, the Durians are long extinct clan. But the finding of key, says something else and the key bearer according to the manuscript, suggests there is some truth in the legend. There must be a true Durian. The right time is come for them to raise and shine. But the question still remains unanswered, ‘ who is or where is? ‘

Opening of Schools

The decision to open the schools in this pandemic situation is not at all right on part of the government. They are making the children, lab rats. They want to test the severity of the situation on the children. As a parent, I want to know why don’t they open their assemblies and the Parliament, before opening the schools. Don’t they know that children are the future of a nation and not alone the family. May be the government is under some kind of pressure by the school management and their stakeholders but we the parents are the final decision makers in case of our children. Let them decide to open the schools but we will not let them fill their pockets at the price of our children. Strongly we oppose this and maintain the idea ‘ no vaccine no school’. Let them take as long as they want but no means a stern no for children going to school. They are easy prey to the virus.

The leaders of our nation are well Paid, have all the facility and arrangements to pull them out of the dire situation. They are in best position to get all the medical facilities and aids required if something happens to them or their family but we the general public are not.

For the sake of money to fill their pockets and to maintain the bank balances of their foes, they cannot play with the life and future of our children.

Their idea is to open the high school and senior high school classes for now and some particular colleges. But they and the ones who are supporting their idea, don’t they know the children of this age are equally vulnerable. Their is no age criteria as seen in many new and recent cases. They cannot be used as testing materials. The children are not safe to go to school or college in any arrangement as no one knows who is a asymptomatic carrier or who is hiding the condition on purpose.Even five to ten minutes of contact with such person is enough to set us back. Not only the students but the teachers are as much in danger. Children cannot be kept in control for a long period because as they see their friends and classmates they will keep aside the norms of social or physical distancing, whether they are in 33% capacity or more. The mentality of children is to break the norms or to find the ways to do so and once the teacher turns their back the children will gather and make mischief which is very dangerous in the present situation.  Even this goes for the young adults too. Their ideology is ‘let’s try what’s the harm in once?’. 

I don’t care whether it is central or state government’s descion my opinion is hard farmed that no school till zero case and a perfect vaccine. May be it sounds like a ramble of a concerned mother but think once and opine.

Cake making

It was her idea to bake a cake. But my heart didn’t agree to permit her to do so. She is so small, how could she accomplish such a nasty job.

But then I had to give up against her constant nagging to do a cake all by herself.

So, finally today she assembled everything needed for her cake. With so much enthusiasm and happy mood, she started her work, but two ingredients fell short. My heart broke thinking she might feel bad, but to my surprise in a very cool manner she asked for the substitutes. And I was a proud happy mommy to oblige.

The initial idea was to bake a chocolate cake, but as we were short of adequate amount of chocolate we made chocolate, vanilla and the icing was divided into two parts. One for the inner layer and the other for top layer.

The cake took 25 to 30 minutes to bake on the gas, till then I asked her to finish her lunch. But her excitement was so much that every now and then she wanted to check on its progress. Finally, when it was done her excitement was on top. While cutting the cake she told the family members that it’s her birthday, so, everyone should sing a birthday song for her which we did happily. And my heart swelled with love for the child, seeing her face glowing with pride of accomplishment.

Well, I didn’t mention her age.. she is in grade 4 and 8 years old.

Thanks for reading a proud mommy’s little girl’s beautiful accomplishment.

Sunny Day

Putting her hand over her face to cover her eyes from discomfort of bright light, she tried to remember where she was.

Her vision was blurred. She turned her head trying recognize the place. But a sharp pain stuck her head. Rubbing and trying to adjust her eyes to the light she tried to sit up. How long I have been here and why? The thought was knocking off her newly gained conscious. She managed to sit up with support of the soft pillow. Now she could feel that she lay on a grand soft bed with silk to cover herself and soft linen to cover the fluffy cotton mattress.

She looked towards the source of light. It was a big French window near her bed overlooking the beautiful garden below. It was a beginning of bright and beautiful sunny day.

‘I see you are up.’ A tall and handsome guy in finest black suit stood beside her. ‘G-good-morning’ and before she could ask something, he placed a cup of hot coco in her hands. She took a couple of sips and said,’ W-where am I?’ ‘Strange. You didn’t ask ‘how’ he sneered. ‘Yes- yes I- was about to- but why?’ She paused to take one more sip ‘ Where am I?’

My Dogs

I think talking about dogs will be the easiest thing for me in the world. Not forgetting my lovely `Dragon’, is one of the reasons. I can talk about him all day long. He was the sweetest gift I ever received from my loving parents. Now, how can I forget about my `Chris’, `Brownie’ (my first ever dog) `Ronnie’ `Jordan’ the notorious one and above all `Sherry’ the sweetest of all. I know I lost them all to the cruel hands of time, but that doesn’t mean they lost their place in my heart too. They will live in my memories until I live.

Each of them had their likings as unique as we humans do. `Dragon’ loved to be friendly with everyone and he became more of a human than a dog. He loved to sit on the sofa as we humans do especially when we had guests. During winters he used to take over the place in front of the room heater by pushing us aside. He even brought the newspaper for Papa from outside but didn’t like to give, so the newspaper always bore punch marks of his teeth.

`Sherry’ loved to play with wool as if she thought herself to be a cat. She had a liking for a particular chair, on which she never let anyone sit. Particularly she hated my elder aunt and kept her on nerves, whenever she went near her chair. Once aunt sat on bed but kept her feet on `Sherry’s’ chair, this didn’t go well with `Sherry’ and she nibbled on her big toe and chewed her slippers. There was a serial on television every Wednesday afternoon, which mom watched without missing and had a special companion for the show. `Sherry’ used to sleep in her lap listening to the music of it. Anyhow `Sherry’ was mom`s darling.

`Chris’, `Ronie’ and `Brownie’ they were very sweet and calm souls. They didnot have much time to develop anything particular liking because they didnot survive long. Still `Chirs’ had one thing special about him, that he loved to eat anything and everything. Litteraly, anything and everything, which means onion peels, garlic and ginger, green chilly, pumpkin,bottle guard, beans etc. etc. Just think of the name and it was on his menu. I always scolded him for this habbit as it was not his diet. One more thing he had unusual that he used to finish off his food faster than `Dragon’ and then used to eat along with `Dragon’ in his bowl from between his front legs. Infact, it was `Dragon’s’ cuteness that he never growled over `Chris’ for eating off his food, instead he came to mom and tugged at her skirt and pulled her to his bowl to show that `Chris’ was eating his food and he already ate his. Atleast it seemed to me this way, as if he was saying ‘ now its not my fault that he ate everything, so do I get something else to eat or it`s a fasting for me.?’ Told you people, he was the sweetest of all.

Then comes the bad guy,, `Jordan’. He was naughtiest of all. He was always at unrest. As long as he was with us, he never let us sit in place with peace. Always we kept guessing, what mischief he made today or what he has broken or teared? Once we went to market and could not take him along because he never sat quietly in car, scratched the seat covers and windows. So after returning saw that our sofa was all turned inside out with foam scattered in the room and curtains on the window were torn at the bottom.

Whatever the story is, the bottom line is dogs are and always will be the first love for me.Which of my dogs appealed you the most?

What betrayal did to me..!

So strong is the feeling of Betrayal that I feel Betrayed by my words. The flow is not constant, the feelings are not sustainable. I am just blabbering some or the other thing now and then, ’cause that too is not constant and how could it be when my words have betrayed me. No words, no feelings … no me. I am just finished. The pain is so deep and so strong that everything has numbed. There are times when I can not feel, express or share anything. This is what the betrayal has done to me.

Days pass and turn to weeks but I am still holding a pencil but the page is white as milk and when screen stares blankly at my face as if I am a hollogram of myself, its then I realise the emptyness within me. When I look into the mirror I see someone who looks like me but is not me. The home which used to be mine holds me like a stranger. I dont know how much more damage has been done, I am just on my trail to hunt for the treasure of pain. Every new day is a new discovery.

If today my flow is looking continued, then pray, it stays longer this time. I want to tell many stories, write many poems and lot more I can do with my words. I can find myself or atlest hold on to life.

Love you all wonderful people out there who give me strength and encouragement.

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Rail of my thoughts.

My words, my passion…everything started with you. I looked everywhere for you. Since the time I started knowing my surroundings, I only searched for you. Infact whole my life untill I found you…I was confused what actually I was searching for.

When I found you, it was like beautiful splash of colours blasting suddenly into my life. It was like my soul speaking to me, telling me that I have found the one I was looking for and then to your soul my soul spoke the same thing. You didnt realise but the truth is souls find their halves without physical plane knowing it. Because its said souls have the same hiding place. Wherever we go we will meet in the end. I met you and was like now I have no more soul searching to do. I was relexed and and felt at ease.

My life has taken a different turn since our lives are mingled. For better or worst, we are togather in this run of life, to uplift eachother. May be sometimes we do not agree or even come to the verge but we dont break, because its all is in process for our higher upliftment. Every action we take, help us learn our lessons and move forward in the path of our learning.

I have never thought of leaving your side in any situation, no matter what happens between us. But I dont know why I am feeling from sometime now, that I am not doing my job properly, even I sometimes feel that may be I was not supposed to meet you in this life or may be I came too early, before my time, in yourlife. I dont know why sometimes you make me feel worthless.

I sometimes wonder how can I still love you the way I do. But then I know no matter what or who comes in between us you are and wilp me my soulmate. I will love you same like this and even more now and every life yet to come. Because there is no other love destined for you rather then mine. Blossoms come and go with seasons but spring remains eternal.

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